Little Star was very curious about where Bling worked. She sat next to Bling's workstation, looking left and right, but soon lost interest.
Leaning against Buling, bored, she asked, "Mom, do you do this every day?"
Bling turned the page of the newspaper. "Yes."
"You're so pitiful~" Little Star said sympathetically.
The little girl felt heartbroken thinking about her mother being cooped up in this room and sitting in this one seat every day.
Buling glanced at her and thought her daughter was still too young. If word got out about her daily work routine, countless people would envy her.
But: "Yes, but for our little star, it's only right for Mom to work hard."
Education should start from a young age: "So, Mianmian should also learn from her mother and take her work seriously."
The little girl nodded listlessly.
She'd gotten used to running wild in the compound lately, and now she couldn't sit still for long.
However, the little girl was sensible and knew that this was her mother's workplace, so she couldn't do anything reckless and cause trouble for her mother. Therefore, she just sat there obediently.
How could Bu Ling not know her daughter well? After waiting a while, she guessed that her daughter had reached her limit, so she put down the newspaper and said, "Do you want to go to the toilet? Mom will take you to play in the yard for a while?"
Little Star instantly perked up: "Okay!"
Buling took her daughter's hand and left the main room. They ran around happily in the yard for a while, and it was almost noon.
At lunchtime, Little Star's eyes lit up as she looked at the food in front of her, instantly forgetting all her pity for her mother.
"Mom, it smells so good."
Buling wiped her daughter's little hands, "If it smells good, eat more."
Comrade Xiao Song is a thoughtful person. Knowing that Bu Ling brought her daughter, he specially cooked an extra portion today and arranged it into the shape of small animals.
It was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, instantly winning over the young girl's heart...
The little girl was a coward, not shy at all, and ate heartily with a spoon.
Buling, sitting next to her, was doing the same thing, showing off her food. They were clearly mother and daughter.
After lunch, I took my daughter for a walk. When I saw her yawning, I readily agreed and took her to take a nap.
Buling slept straight through until evening, and when she woke up and didn't see her daughter, she was a little panicked...
"Little Star, my daughter?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
